Revenge with Her Quadruplets

Chapter 56 Finding out Who'd Poisoned Waylon

Chapter 56 Finding out Who'd Poisoned Waylon

Hearing the footsteps, the servants who talked ill of Eleanor under a tree immediately stopped.

When they found it was Eleanor and Waylon coming, they looked at Eleanor nervously.

Eleanor also saw Gianna among the four.

A hint of taunt flashed across Gianna's aged face when she saw Eleanor. She was still holding a handful of sunflower seeds and forcefully spat the shells onto the ground after cracking them open. It was like she was deliberately provoking Eleanor.

Eleanor also knew that people would criticize her for that matter. Human beings were always so realistic. When you were poor and had no social status, those who had always looked down on you would trample you like trampling the dirt.

While wealthy people were always fawned over and admired.

"What are you talking about?" Waylon's soft voice sounded cold and gloomy, eerily similar to Sebastian's.

The servants lowered their heads, not daring to answer the question. But Gianna wouldn't miss the chance to show off herself.

"Little Young Master, we were just chitchatting, nothing more. Are you hungry? I'll prepare some food for you," Gianna said with an ingratiating smile. Anyway, she wasn't afraid of them because she thought Waylon would die soon.

Waylon retorted angrily, "Chitchat? She's the hostess of the Moore family while you're our servants. Who do you think you are to discuss her?"

Waylon pointed at Eleanor and continued word by word calmly, "She's my dad's legitimate wife and they've registered the marriage. But who are you? Who do you think you are to speak ill of her behind her back?"

"She rushed out to save her friend last night, but now you're trying to kill her with your mouths. All of you get out! Don't let me see you again!"

The servants, including Gianna, were all taken aback and looked at Eleanor nervously.

Eleanor looked at them calmly. Her son's protection made her feel warm.

Staring at them, she curled up her lips into a faint smile. She who stood under the bougainvillea flowers looked more stunningly beautiful when she smiled like this.

Seeing this, Gianna inexplicably became nervous. She felt like Eleanor was a person crawling out of hell and was looking condescendingly at all beings amidst the blooming flowers on the other shore.

Gianna immediately lost the courage to look into Eleanor's eyes. She begged with her head lowered, "Little Young Master, please let us go this time. We discussed it here after hearing about this from other people."

Waylon still wanted to say something, but Eleanor squatted down and whispered something into his ear, "Baby, I've been observing them for half a month. Gianna is the person who poisoned you before."

A hint of cold light flashed across Waylon's eyes.

He said slowly, "Don't blame me for being rude if I hear you speak ill about her next time."

"Yes, Little Young Master."

How would these servants dare to discuss it again? Gianna brought up the topic and they chatted with her. They could only learn gossip about their employers from others.

Waylon looked at Gianna and said, "Gianna, I want to eat your braised pork ribs tonight. Please make it for me."

Gianna's murky eyes lit up when she heard the words. She immediately replied, "Okay, Little Young Master!"

Her plan would have to be postponed if she couldn't find a chance to poison Waylon again. She wanted Hailey to marry into the family as early as possible so that she could threaten the latter with this matter. In this way, she could get a large sum of money and enjoy her old age.

Waylon suddenly ordered, "Apologize to her."

Gianna was dumbfounded for a while. She then looked at Eleanor and apologized, "Mrs. Moore, I'm sorry." Her tone was still and had no hint of apology.

The other servants also apologized to Eleanor.

Eleanor didn't go hard on her because in her eyes, Gianna would be a dead person soon.

She held up Waylon's hand and left with him.

Watching them walking away, Gianna spat at Eleanor's back and cursed, "B*tch, you will only be able to act so arrogantly for several more days."

She then found a secluded place to call Hailey.

Waylon walked somewhat distractedly. If he told his father about this secret, he would definitely bring Dr. Scott over.

However, Eleanor was Dr. Scott and she was now confined in the manor and couldn't go out.

After thinking over it, he stopped in his tracks and said, "I want to go back."

Eleanor looked down at her son and found he was a bit unhappy. She replied, "Okay. Let's go back."

When they went back to the house, Waylon said again, "I want to see my father."

Eleanor then sent him to Sebastian's study.

Sebastian was dealing with the company's affairs and his knuckled hands were typing something quickly on the keyboard. His skin was so fair that Eleanor could even see the texture of his muscles. His fingers were slender and beautiful, and Eleanor, who was obsessed with beautiful hands, found it hard to shift her gaze.

He was favored by God and each inch of his body looked perfect. Hearing their footsteps, Sebastian stopped what he was doing and looked toward them, watching them as the two walked hand-in-hand.

Something flashed across Sebastian's eyes as he asked, "Waylon, what's the matter?"

Waylon replied, "We found the person who poisoned me?"

He was sounding out his father because he wanted to know what the latter was thinking.

A hint of coldness flashed across Sebastian's handsome face as he snapped, "Who?"

It was just a single word, but Eleanor felt a strong aura pressing down on her from above.

Eleanor lowered her head more. It was like dancing on a steel wire to live with such a man every day. And living under such an oppressive atmosphere would easily lead to depression.

"Gianna. I asked her to make braised pork ribs for me tonight," Waylon replied in a very calm voice.

"I'll let Dr. Scott come over," Sebastian said in a very low voice, but Eleanor could tell that his voice was carrying suppressed killing intent.

"He really cared about Waylon," Eleanor thought to herself.

But in this way, it would be very difficult for her to leave with her son.

Wait. What did he just say? WHO?

Dr. Scoot?

Oh gosh, but she was currently forbidden to leave the manor!

"Er... I need to deal with some matters later, so I need to go out." Eleanor braced up and spoke.

Sebastian glanced at her indifferently without saying a word.

Waylon said expressionlessly, "I want to eat the pastries from Silver Spoons at 4 o'clock. Please buy some for me. I don't trust anyone else."

Eleanor looked at her son and said smilingly with a nod, "Okay, Waylon. I also want some pantries."

Sebastian took a glance at his son without any expression on his handsome face. Waylon was raised by him, so of course, he knew well what his son had in his mind now.

"Then go out to buy the pastries for Waylon," said Sebastian.

"Thank you, President Moore. Is there anything you want to eat?" Eleanor asked with a light smile that carried a hint of flattery, which inexplicably improved Sebastian's mood.

"I don't like sweets." Sebastian shifted his gaze back to the document on the screen after finishing the words and slightly knitted his brows.

Eleanor muttered under her breath, "You're leading such a boring life." Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

It was a whisper but Sebastian still heard it. His fingers paused in the air, but after a second, he pretended as if he'd heard nothing and continued with his work.

Eleanor held up Waylon's hand and left with her. As Waylon would usually take a nap during the noon, she directly took her back to his room.

After returning to their room, Eleanor took Waylon to the bathroom to freshen him up and then put him in bed for a nap.

She told her a bedtime story which was about a bunny mother looking for her bunny baby.

Waylon felt upset as he listened to the story. Little Elijah once told him that their mom had almost cried her eyes out over the years searching for him.

He felt so lucky that he was not abandoned by his mother, but snatched away by some bad people.

When his mother told him the story, her voice gradually choked up when she said that the bunny mother finally found her bunny baby.

With these thoughts, Waylon gradually fell asleep.

Finding that her son had fallen asleep, Eleanor left to work on her design drawings. Now that she'd found her son, she needed to return to work.

At 3 p.m., Eleanor received a message from Christian. Waylon had also woken up, and Eleanor sent him to Sebastian.

But she didn't notice that Waylon gently brushed against her arm with a mark before his hand left hers. His eyes flickered as he looked at the faint mark.